A good surprise

She goes at your crotch full force! She places a hand on either side of your scrotum, takes a ball in each hand, and starts rolling them between her thumb and fingers, kneading them in a fairly rough manner.

She looks up at you. "That's not too rough, is it?" she asks.

It is, but you feel weird about saying so, so you just answer, "No, it's fine."

"Ok, just let me know."

She tugs on your sack slightly, a little to one side, then to the other, and then back to the kneading. Then she flattens out one hand, presses down on your sack and rolls it around with her palm. On one hand, it still sort of hurts, on the other hand, it is a good pain albeit an unfamiliar sort of pain. And for the first time during the whole episode, you start to feel something stirring. Not because of the image on the ceiling of a cock spewing its load onto the fluttering stomach of a large-breasted woman whose fingers were buried in her cunt or the image of a dark-skinned cock delivering a stream of semen onto a woman's waiting tongue. You just have to close your eyes to block out the images. But you have to force yourself to concentrate on other things than the hot girl giving you a ball massage. You try to resist but it is no use, and you feel yourself begin to get hard.

It doesn't help matters that her hands have gradually gone higher and higher, until she is right at the spot where your sack meets your dick. You might have been able to withstand just that, but now her fingers and thumbs are beginning to push up the shaft.

What now? You think to yourself. Do I just keep your eyes closed, and pretend it's not happening? Do I reciprocate? You open your eyes and look down at the towel. There is no denying it... your hard-on has created a pretty good-sized tent.

You look up at her, and you can tell she has noticed.

"Sorry," She offers, sheepishly.

You shake your head. "Don't be. I guess it's only natural."

She smiles a bit. "Good. Just relax, and let whatever happens, happen."

It takes a minute for that to sink in. Is she just trying to keep me from feeling aroused, or, is she actually encouraging you to get hard? toward the image of a woman plunging a thick red dildo up her cunt, shuddering in a climax. She was biting her lip, and the nipples on her jiggling breasts were hard.Maybe she is just saying that if it happens to occur, that it is no big deal? You can't tell!

"I've actually been concentrating really hard, trying to make that not happen!" You offer, testing the waters.

She smiles. "Don't worry about it. Just let yourself totally relax. Just let nature take its course. "

Ok, you think, that isn't 'Let whatever happens, happen,' that is encouragement! That is her encouraging you to get hard! Isn't it? Jesus, who knows at this point!

You weigh it in your head for a moment, then figured you should just go ahead and ask. Better not to have any misunderstandings! "Are you saying, 'If it happens, it happens'? Or are you saying, 'Go ahead and let it happen'?"

She answers quickly. "I'm saying 'go ahead and let it happen'."

"Let it get...hard?" You ask, looking up toward the image of a woman plunging a thick red dildo up her cunt. She is biting her lip, and the nipples on her jiggling breasts go diamond hard when she starts shuddering into a climax.

She nods. "Yep. Just relax and let it go."

"Let it go? I just want to be sure that what you are saying is all supposed to be nonsexual." As you talk, your eyes are on an image of a naked woman jerking a naked man off as she thrusts three fingers into her own cunt, her hands moving in unison until they both climaxed simultaneously, the man's jism spurting onto her small breasts.

"It's still nonsexual," she replies, pulling her hands away. "See what we've done, is we've sort of chased all the tension in your body to this one spot, from your shoulders down to your feet, and then back up into this area. That's the nice thing about this technique, is that we can sort of centralize it all in one spot, and then work it completely out."

"Makes sense," you say tentatively. "I just want to be clear on this". At that moment, you see a cock, brightly lit against a black background, bobbing up and down as it releases rope after rope of pearly cum into the air.

She laughs. "No, it's normal. Don't fight it." She smiles slightly. "I figured you must have been holding back. I mean, unless you've got an erectile dysfunction or something, there's usually no way that it can't happen, once that particular combination of spots has been touched for so long. But I know you've been stressed out recently."

Great, you think. "Now you must think I'm one of those paranoid guys you talked about earlier!"

She chuckles. "Of course not," she says, her fingers moving up the shaft a bit more. "But now I need you to just relax. And what's going to happen is, everything, all your stress, is going to flow right there, and then we are going to relieve you of that stress"

Well, there you go, you think. It doesn't get clearer than that. You lay still and try to just relax, and let 'whatever happens happen'. As soon as you do, you feel yourself getting soft. Good!